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            Starred and directed by Denzel Washington, The Great Debaters is a drama movie set in southern America, Texas in 1935 during The Great Depression. Despite some alteration in setting and characters, this movie is based on a true story written in an article about a historically black Wiley College debate team by Tony Scherman for the 1997 Spring issue of American Legacy. The plot revolves around Melvin B. Tolson, a debate coach for Wiley College Forensic Society in the 1930s who were also a lecturer and a renowned poet, in his effort to help advancing his debate team so that his team can be equal with whites in the American South. His team consisted of James Farmer Jr. (a fourteen years old who would later in real life co-founded Congress of Racial Equality and become one of the civil right movement leader in US), Henry Lowe (a rebellious yet intelligent young man who later become the captain of the team), and Samantha Booke (the only female in 1930 Wiley debate team b

            I remember when I got into middle school; it was the first time i met and got to know someone who was not Indonesian. I was probably 13 and he was 19 at the time. His name was Zakareya and he was an Egyptian. He told me he was a student majoring in geography though he claimed that his passion had always been computer programming. He lived in Alexandria, Egypt and honestly he was the wisest person I knew at that time. Being a confused teenager with rage and very little to no clue on life, he was a big help and a huge part of me growing up into an adult. He then went back to Alexandria and we remained in touch with each other. I remember went on yahoo messenger almost every night to talk to him. I remember him complaining about lots of things happening in his country. From poverty, to his government, and everything. I was still not that well read on International issues at time so I took his complaining as just ‘Zack being grumpy about everything’ so I did not th

Dilema Pemenuhan Hak Ekonomi dan Budaya di Indonesia. Studi Kasus : Sengketa Masyarakat Sedulur Sikep Melawan P.T. Semen Indonesia Tbk.             Isu HAM sebagai suatu ide pemikiran merupakan suatu konsep yang kompleks dan kerap kali membuka ruang perdebatan dan dilema baik di level prinsip maupun tahap implementasinya di lapangan. Salah satu contoh perdebatan klasik seputar isu HAM adalah apakah HAM bersifat universal atau relatif. Konsep HAM yang ada saat ini disebut sebagai perwujudan prinsip dan nilai-nilai yang bersifat universal dan sudah sewajarnya dijunjung tinggi oleh seluruh umat manusia tanpa memandang ras, agama, kebangsaan maupun identitas lainnya. Namun sifat keuniversalan ini kerap kali mendapat counter arguments di level praktikal dikarenakan adanya relativitas budaya di masing-masing negara yang kemudian menghadirkan perspektif yang beragam. Keberagaman perspektif dan pemahaman ini kemudia menghadirkan bentuk implementasi yang beragam menyesuaikan dengan ni

__________________________________________________________________ M E M O R A N D U M TO                  : Joko Widodo, President of the Republic of Indonesia FROM            : Raditya , Analyst DATE             : 22 December 2016 SUBJECT      : Addressing the Rise of Religious Intolerance in Indonesia ___________________________________________________________________ Introduction Situation regarding the growing number of violent confrontation against religious minorities in Indonesia is at a crisis stage.  Violent attacks have been directed at various religious groups such as Ahmadis, Shiites, Christian, and Buddhist by Muslim vigilante and extremist groups.  On the other hand, Muslims have also been the victims of intolerant acts in provinces where they are not the majority like what happened in Tolikara, Papua when Christian mob attacked several mosques last year. I propose two major reforms to alleviate the problem of religious intolerance. First, we need to r

So i wrote this in 2013. This was heavily inspired by The Perks of Being a Wallflower, my most favourite novel at the time. Still have no idea what i wanna do with this one. Enjoy! 3rd of February 2013      Dear F riends,                 My name is Clear. Yes Clear, not Claire. Like the adjective that goes with water or air. I hope you won’t be angry if i don't tell you my last name. I just cant do that. It is hard for me to tell you the reason. Since i am not very good with the words. Seemingly I just cant find the right one to explain my complicated reasons to you.                 I know My Mom, Pam, would say that i have issues with my fear of being known. Like she used to say when i shouted wrathfully to her ‘Why did you tell those girls what my name is? “ during my first day in kindergarten. “Coz They want to be your friends and you dont even lift your eyes to look at them. For Godsake Clear! Finding new friends is what a first day at school should be ab

You should have told me What you meant by crazy. Is it the tears you shed regularly? Or the sobs you always cough uncontrollably? You should have told me. What you meant when you said that you were wearied. Are you tired of the phony? Or sick of this forgery?

If you are breathing fine, then you are the lucky ones coz most of us are breathing through corrupted lungs If you are still bleeding then you are the lucky ones, coz most of us are feeling dead O Lord how I wish that; I am the wild youth, O Lord how I wish that; I am the excited who is eager to rip apart,

I am sorry mother. I am sorry I let you down. I am a trash that needs cleaning, I am a junk that needs tossing, I am a chicken that needs flying.. (No, chicken do not fly you idiot!) I am sorry father. I am sorry I let you down. I am a glum, who needs cheering,

Semarang, December 1 st  2014 8.43        pm You are just a habit I am trying to get rid of You are just a routine I am trying to stop doing You are the picture I am wishing to stop seeing You are the noise I am wishing to stop hearing You are the words I am struggling to stop reading

Girls Dorm, Semesta Bilingual Boarding School Semarang Thursday, 6 th  of November 2014 14.44 PM Merah Kutatap matanya penuh amarah Tiada lagi senyum yang biasa merekah Sepasang pipi itu pun kini t’lah basah Hitam Kuraba sepasang lengan penuh lebam Bilangnya habis dihantam Tinggal menunggu datang si demam Tiada hari tanpa perasaan terancam

I forgot when exactly did i write this but i posted it on my facebook on 25th of March 2016. : Procrastinating comes in various way. I am fully aware that i still have tons of college works to do. But alas! After months, no, years of having writer's block i am finally able to write again though this may be the most lacking fiction excerpt you ll ever read. Sorry not sorry. I am just too excited i could actually write again. :pknknk She was sitting on the cold bench. It was cold with the remnants on last night's thunderstorm and a bit rusty from age. Eyes closed, her arms folded behind her head. Hurts' Stay blaring on her earphones. Seconds tick by, a guy in black knitted sweater flashed behind her closed lids. He had this ugly man bun hairstyle she used to despise (guys with ponytail? Really? Unless you are Ezra Miller dont even think about pulling it off) with an equally ridiculous grin she used to call joker's frown. But that night his bun was as m